We were all sitting patiently apart
waiting for the meeting to start.
I felt an air of expectation
awaiting someone's brilliant citation.
But there is one question awaiting an answer here:
what is the meaning of The Empty Chair?
Thr meeting began with everyone appearing impatient to speak.
I myself had been pondering on my chosen piece all week.
So we were all sitting there, ready to give our best shot,
creating a rich and varied mixture for the overflowing poetic pot.
And yet I felt strongly the absence of someone I thoght due to be there,
for why the obvious omission of an occupsnt for The Empty Chair?
Dream for a moment, about your own choice of creative genius,
a combination perhaps of the best of the romantic seniors.
Or a modern writer, an architect of angular prose,
though this by no means was everyone's choice I suppose.
The ideal would be one with outstandibg flair,
a worthy occupant for that wretchedly Empty Chair!